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I am the Weaselmomma, raising 5 children (Weasels) and 1 husband in a wacky Weasel World. I write, in order to maintain some small degree of of sanity, about anything that happens to be on my mind. Come along for the ride and we'll laugh the days away.
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Thursday, January 8, 2009

TADA! I'm Lovin' it and am still trying to get used to it. Not everything transferred over from my blogroll, so if I missed you, drop me a line. Or if you have an awesome blog leave me the link so I can check it out and maybe add you to the list of my daily reads. Kudos to Nap Warden at N.W. Designs for the new look.

In other Weasel News, we had a death happen last night. Oreo the Hamster, pet of Middle Weasel, is no more. His funeral is scheduled for Friday morning around 6am. All who are awake (Me), and the city sanitation department are expected to attend.

Eldest Weasel(14) asked me how did he die? I told her "I assume that he stopped breathing". "No Mom, really, why did he die?". "we won't know until after the autopsy", was all I had for her. "MOM! for real!"(I love torturing Eldest). "Really. I swear he didn't bother to leave a note". At which point Mr. Weasel chimes in with what a note would have possibly said like " I just felt like I was always running in circles and never getting anywhere". We suspect he would have signed with a little paw print. No, Middle Weasel was not in the room during this exchange. Click here to read about our past hamster adventures.

@ Laura ~ I can honestly say I don't remember. I vaguely remember the sad incident(I always thought Care Bears were happy, who knew the depths of despair behind those smiles). Now that you mention it, but none of the details. It does sound like something I would have been involved with, if not the Mastermind behind. You should start a blog and post the whole story. Or write it up and I might might post it here.

well, i guess since i jumped the gun yesterday i will once again tell you i love this new design. i'm trying to justify (without any success so far) the expense of having NW do me too...er..my blog that is :)

hello, I came to your blog through a comment you left on mine after a guest post by Jim at h3nus.blogspot.com - we had a hamster that died recently, but I couldn't bring myself to tell my small nephew and niece that it had died, so they think that the hamster is still on vacation.

yeah we get that all the time. NONE OF THEM ARE MINE...or the "THEY'RE AREN'T ANY MATES IN THIS PILE!"

They have the laziest eyes and hands I've ever come across! 50 socks on the couch and not ONE mate? darned dryer's eating the spouse sock again. grrr

It's slightly comforting to know it's not just my kids! Oh and heaven forbid dad tell one kid to do one thing and mom says another chore. "cannot compute. must sit and do nothing." (said in robot voice, of course)

KIDs!!!!!!! One day when I'm old and gray I'll get my elderly revenge! (I'll leave my Ben gay on the couch for someone to sit on and my cane thrown down in the middle of the floor...I'll keep extras to really use) BWAH AH AH!

Some day I will have to write about the time one of my kids pets died and in order to give it proper due we did a mock ancient Egyptian burial complete with burial sarcophagus filled with scenes and implements to assist dead pet in the afterlife.

totally off subject, but i'm watching travel channel and wondering if you know Pat's Steaks and Geno's Steaks and, if you do, which is your favorite? just curious. ya never know when this knowledge might come in handy :)